Chapter 107 Xuanming's indecent rumors

"Oh? What's your name? Which one is under Caes?" Xuanming ignored the shouts of the Taoist in yellow robes. Still sitting on the horse, he just asked with a good-tempered smile.

For Xuan Ming's sudden question, the Taoist in Huangpao obviously did not react. He was stunned before he bowed in the direction of Kunlun Mountain and said respectfully and proudly, "The poor Tao is Huang Ye, a disciple of Xuanyuan. Master, come to arrest and kill my followers and destroy the traitors of the sect under my Xuanyuan throne. The Huangpao Taoist said that his blood was boiling, gritting his teeth, and regarded himself as a hero of exorcism and guarding the Tao.

Xuanming smiled at the corners of his mouth. When he finished saying this, he said leisurely, "Oh? So, you have to call me uncle. Are you sure you can take me down and give it to your big brother?

Huang Ye, a Taoist in Huangpao, was stunned and was taken advantage of by Xuanming's mouth, but there was no way to defend it. Originally, Yuan Shitongtian came from the same family. His Xuanming is an apprentice of Tongtian, and naturally he is also his uncle. When it comes to the entry time. He is nearly 2,000 years earlier than Xuanming...

He didn't know how to scream, so he pointed to Xuanming with a blue face and said righteously, "How can you be a devil thief to climb relatives in Kunlun Mountain? So shameless! Let's see how the poor road helps Tongtian's uncle clean up the door!"

Xuan Ming hooked his lips and smiled provocatively and was silent. Seeing Xuanming like this, Huang Ye brushed the dust, like an exploded beast, with a half-old face red with anger. He jumped hard under his feet and swept to Xuanming. Xuan Ming suddenly smiled and looked at the dust that was approaching. With a kick under his feet, ** the red horse ran wildly, leaped and gave a long hiss to avoid the dust sweep with all his strength.

The sound of the wind flows silently in this pair of moves.

Xuan Ming's eyes lit up and said with a smile, "My nephew is good. There are still two brushes."

Huang Ye's nose sprayed hot air and snorted coldly at Xuan Ming! No more words. He had just made an attack, and it was a surprise attack. Unexpectedly, Xuanming didn't even get a horse and avoided it so easily. Didn't he trample on his old face?

He gritted his teeth and snorted coldly again, and his body rose in the air. The silver wire in his hand was filled with aura, like a chrysanthemum exploded. Quickly rolled to Xuanming, and the powerful force attracted the fallen leaves of the trees on both sides. However, before the fallen leaves fell to the ground, they were shattered by the dust full of spiritual power, and the yellow leaves were like dust, flying like earth.

Xuan Ming stared at the dust that had turned into a steel needle, restrained his eyes, smiled sarcastically, patted the little red horse under him, and suddenly ran to the dust with his horse. Seeing Xuanming like this, Huang Ye cracked the corners of his mouth, showed a sarcastic smile, snorted coldly, and said with a trace of pity: "Sure enough, he is still young. Poor dust can't be picked up casually by ordinary people."

However, as soon as his voice fell, the corners of his mouth suddenly stiffened and collapsed again. I saw the red horse galloping, bringing bursts of yellow smoke, and Xiao Xiao's fallen leaves, and rushing all the way to the dust with a fierce spirit. The dust is like a needle, and the silky light can be dazzling. However, at this time, Xuan Ming's sharpmang in his eyes was better than the silver needle.

The red horse galloped all the way, and the dust also swept quickly to Xuanming. In the blink of an eye, Xuan Ming's white and flawless eyes were about to be destroyed under these countless silver needles. However, at this time, Xuanming slowly loosened his right hand, which was holding the reins. When the dust swept to Xuanming's face door, he slowly raised it and suddenly grasped the handle caused by the mahogany of the dust.

With a click, it seemed to be a relaxed and effortless grasp, but the dust's rapid speed stopped in front of Xuanming. And the dust whiskers that originally turned into steel needles. But it is still stiff and scattered like exploding fireworks. However, Huang Ye, who is familiar with his magic weapon, clearly knows that the stiffness of the dust at this moment is not due to the transformation into steel. But the dust has been frozen in an instant.

He with sharp eyes saw it clearly. At the moment when Xuanming held the dust, a wisp of cold spread out from his right hand, instantly solidifying the dust that was still flying fast...

Another fiasco. Huang Ye's face at this moment can only be described as Tie Qing. Xuan Ming held the reins in one hand and shook the dust gracefully with the other hand. A wisp of cold air dispersed from the dust, and saw that the dust that had been blown up had drooped down gracefully. Ah, learning from Huang Ye, shook the dust again, let the dust lean on his right arm, and then smiled and said, "Huang Ye's little nephew, do you still want to clean up the door for the teacher?"

Huang Ye's face changed, and his original iron-green face was dyed red again with anger. Xuanming was conceived through the West Sea, which is a long and countless era. However, after all, he has only been born for more than 20 years. At this moment, he is insulted by calling him, an old man who is nearly 2,000 years old, as his nephew. Yes, it's just an insult!

He shouted "ah" and only felt soaked in this anger and was full of strength. He would be able to take down the demon Xuanming and hand it over to his brother to avenge the master, avenge him, and let him remember a great contribution. Thinking of this, the shame of being robbed of Xuanming's magic weapon has long been thrown away by him.

He shouted angrily again and punched Xuan Ming. Xuan Ming rode a horse and played with the dust. He looked at Huang Ye's face blue, white, red and bright, and felt interesting. Unexpectedly, he punched again. Xuan Ming couldn't help blinking and sighing that he was stubborn. But he didn't think that he was waiting for his fist here.

Huang Ye's fist is as strong as fire, and the fist wind is hot, with a sense of righteousness. If you can go up to several levels, it may be Xuanming's nemesis of cold aura. Unfortunately, Huang Ye at this moment, Taoism is really too low for Xuanming, who can break through several levels of luck with each breakthrough.

This time, Xuanming simply didn't even bother to move the horse. He just shook the dust, and a cold and gloomy aura flashed with blue light, like an arrow shooting at Huang Ye's red fist.

I only heard a sound like water flow. Huang Ye's face turned white, and he only felt that the momentum of his fist strength was blocked, and it was difficult to move forward in an instant. At this time, a loud explosion suddenly exploded from his fist. In an instant, he drowned the strange sound of water flow and the strange feeling that it was difficult for him to move forward. He only felt a pain in his fist, and an unbearable feeling had penetrated from his fist and attacked his heart. It made him feel like falling into an ice cellar, and the chill made him unable to move in an instant. With a mouthful of painstaking effort, it just vomits.

"The devil..." The third time was miserable, Huang Ye held his old face and fell to the ground. He looked up at Xuan Ming gritted his teeth.

Xuanming glanced at Huang Ye, threw the dust in his hand, and sneered at Huang Ye, "Go back and tell your brother that if you really want the chaotic clock, please send a good-looking person to come. I don't have so much time to play with you!"

With this, Xuanming handsomely threw the dust on the still stunned Huang Ye, patted the red horse, and leisurely went south again.

"Ah!!" Behind him, Huang Ye, who had already reflected, suddenly cried sadly and pointed to Xuan Ming and screamed sadly, "Xuan Ming, this revenge will not be revenged, I, Huang Ye..."

Huang Ye, Xuanming, who is getting farther away at this moment, can't hear it anymore, and it's not fun to hear it clearly. He just wants to take advantage of this perfect time in autumn to steal some leisure and enjoy the beautiful scenery of the world. Wait for the people of Kunlun to drive him to death, and then go to the magic religion, stir up a lot of water, and force the real boss of the magic religion. If you destroy the demon religion in one fell swoop, everything will be fine.

However, he did not know that at this moment, with the "help" of Honglian, his reputation had been destroyed again and again, which was more than the four elders of the demon religion at this moment.

Just like this moment, the soldier took advantage of the leisure time at this moment and gossiped to his partner beside him: "Did you hear that there is another scum in our heaven? He actually killed Yinshan and forcibly stained the beautiful fairies, making several beautiful fairies... Alas, the situation is unbearable. See it!" With that, he sighed deeply, as if he had seen the tragedy.

"That's more than that! That boy is simply not human. Hey, I heard that he still put down his words and wanted to go to the Guanghan Palace and taste Chang'e Fairy..." Another day, the soldier cursed, and the last word was stopped and he couldn't bear to say it. However, it was not the first time that everyone talked about this matter. Everyone knew it, and another day the soldier spit out indecently and said, "Bah! Is he also qualified? What a shame. Such a **, slut and ignorant person really deserves to go to hell! Turn the torture under the 18th floor of hell one by one!!"

"Well, in a word, this Xuanming has lost face to the pure and beautiful Virgin Mary in the East China Sea..."

And so on, Ao Ye, who is in heaven, hears one or two big...

What on earth is Xuanming doing? If he hadn't been too clear about Xuanming, he wouldn't have believed it.

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